[35] Dinner with the Don

~Lance POV~

"Come on now kid!, Hit harder... That's it!, Let's go again from the top... Harder... Yeah that's more like it!." Paul kept saying to me as we trained.

I kept throwing different punches at him and trying out the new skills he had taught me in this past few days. Living in Earl's Manor and being trained my Paul was on a whole new level.

It's been two weeks since the Persian Hill incident, all my life I had never had such an encounter, right now I don't even know what my deal is, Don Starllion didn't kill my father, so for the past three years, I have been fighting a lost battle, but now that I know that Persian Hill was responsible, I don't even understand them well enough to think about exerting my revenge. Everything just got a whole lot more complicated and dangerous.

I haven't reached out to my household since the incident but my gut tells me they are doing just fine, after all it was my presence that was endangering their lives.

I was no longer a free man, the Persian H